annarchy - by Jonah Ramone
Oh annarchy
You say to me
“Nngggggyyyyyeeeeeeeeeee”
That sound
A pant
On the back of my neck
It goes around with me.
I see it everywhere
And it sees me.
It’s inescapable,
It follows,
Stalks
And makes me feel
That the world is closing in.
Claustrophobic.
Will you chase me if I run?
I’ll run and run,
It’s not a game
It’s not for fun
And yet you follow?
You stalk me
Like a plague
A death of senses.
“Nnnngggggyyyyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee”
Get away from me.
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